Trapped

The heart races like a hundred stampeeding mustangs,
Pressure builds within and threatens to burst the damn.
Trembling to the very core,
The ground refuses to be still beneath my feet.

Slowly it takes over till I feel I'm a stranger to myself,
My body no longer mine I'm held down.
Held down by the poisionous vines of a storm with no wind.
Held down by a invisible force that leaves no marks.

Looking out through unfamiliar eyes,
I watch myself from my caged minds driftwood.
Floating on a neverending ocean that leads nowhere.
My body stressed, my mind escapes.

The beating drum within my chest slows,
The raging fire beneath the skin dissipates.
Topaz jewels slide from my eyes,
As the stress at last releases me.